"Stay…with…" He wound his fingers into his hair, holding him against his neck. "Like…sleep…in…" He gasped as Leviathan’s hand moved between them, reaching up to roll one of his nipples between his fingers. "My…bed?" He mumbled, leaning his head to the side as Leviathan licked up his jaw. "Why?"
Leviathan drew back, his breaths coming a little too fast. Cullen met his eyes and blushed. When had that dark gaze stopped scaring him? It seemed so warm now…
"Because," He said quietly. "I know you're planning to leave me, so I'd like to get as much time with you as possible before you're gone."
Cullen started, remembering their deal. He’d nearly forgotten all about it already. A dangerous, foolish mistake. After another long moment, Cullen pushed him back, leaving his hand on his chest to keep him at bay.
"One condition." He whispered. “If you want to stay with me tonight.”
Leviathan’s eyes flashed with excitement. "What is it you want?"
He hesitated, knowing he would take it the wrong way but… "Another blood vow.”
“Oh?” He shifted closer, pressing against his hand.
Cullen shifted nervously. “While I'm here…I don't want you to have sex with anyone else." He winced. "Not because…it's…not because there’s anything between us… I just don't want to think I'm sharing with some nasty demon. And…you never use condoms and…"
Leviathan touched his chin lightly, raising his face. "But Iama nasty demon, Cullen."
“Yeah, but you…look…you're not ugly.” He scowled, embarrassed by the actual words that had plunged into his mind. Beautiful. Sexy. Perfect. He definitely didn’t need to inflate his ego any more than it already was. “And I don't know what kind of diseases you guys have in your world–" He broke off, thinking about the unprotected sex. Fuck. He was stupid sometimes.
"We have no diseases." Leviathan said quietly. "We are immune to them. And…" He hesitated. "There's no need for another vow. I haven't touched anyone but you since I gained my freedom. And…I don't plan to." He frowned, looking as surprised as Cullen felt.
"Well, I don't trust you." Cullen muttered, his face growing warm. "So blood vow or you can forget about sleeping with me."
Leviathan rolled his eyes. "Fine." He took his hand and raised his wrist to his mouth, quickly biting down. Cullen flushed but made no objection as he licked at the blood, though his stomach stirred at the sight again. He ignored it, biting down on Leviathan’s wrist to seal the magic bond. A small shiver rocked through him as the magic threaded between them and the darkness started to settle over his mind.
"I feel like demons have other ways to make these vows…" He mumbled as he stepped away from him, fighting the intensity of that darkness crushing his mind.
"Perhaps." Leviathan said with a dark smile. "But I think you like having a reason to get a little taste of blood."
Cullen blushed guiltily and Leviathan chuckled. His hands were gentle though, cupping his face with a feather light touch when his mouth came down on his again.
“It’s only natural, pet.” He murmured as he pressed him back to the wall. “Your soul sings for it now.”
“That’s not–” He was silenced with another kiss. And, despite his attempt to fight back the dark veil, it slid downover him, had him leaning into the kiss and parting his lips. Leviathan made a soft, pleased sound and grabbed him by the ass, dragging a sharp gasp from his throat as he lifted him.
Again?He wondered distantly, surprised when Leviathan’s hips began to shift and press into him, rubbing their erections together. It hadn’t been often that he and Walker had gone more than once but…with Leviathan… He curled his arms a little tighter around his neck, sighing softly into the kiss. Leviathan’s tongue traced along his bottom lip before he broke the kiss and began to mouth his way down his throat.
"Here or the bed?" The whisper was hot against his skin.
Cullen peeked his eyes open, taking in Leviathan’s face as he drew back to look at him. His eyes went wide at the sight of him with his hair damp and his skin gleaming with silvery droplets. He looked very much like the Prince of Hell he was, with those intense dark eyes. His heart gave a hard thump and his hands clenched on his shoulders. "Bed." He whispered shakily. It seemed too close in here. Too romantic and intimate.
He wrapped his arms around his neck as Leviathan moved away from the wall, their mouths meeting again as he turned for the bedroom. Cullen shuddered and bit down on his lip, and was instantly rewarded with a low groan from Leviathan. He dropped him down to the bed, his body lowering over him less than a heartbeat later. He hovered there, a playful smile flickering on his lips while he looked down at him.
“What?” Cullen demanded, blushing. “Why are you looking at me like that?”
Leviathan only smiled softly, his hand coming up totouch his cheek gently before it began to move down, his fingertips brushing over his chin and throat, down to his chest. Cullen squirmed and Leviathan chuckled darkly, leaning in to press a kiss over his heart.
“This will be mine,” he promised softly against his skin. “Before the time is up.”
Cullen swallowed hard, unable to find his voice to object, though of course it was a ridiculous claim to make. An impossible idea–
He twitched anxiously as Leviathan began to kiss his way down his chest, his legs coming up to hug his hips. Leviathan smiled against his skin–and shifted to the side, taking his nipple into his mouth. Cullen arched up with a gasp, his hand fluttering to his hair on instinct.
“H-hang on…” He mumbled, his face burning. “That feels…” His tongue flicked against him, making him whimper. “L-Levi…” He couldn’t force out his name, couldn’t do anything more than squeeze his eyes close in mortification. Leviathan gave a gentle suck and then brought his teeth down sharply, making him cry out.
Before he could catch a breath, Leviathan snaked a hand between them, his long fingers curling gently around his erection and beginning to stroke him slowly. Cullen groaned, arching up against him as Leviathan licked and nipped at him, his cock giving a low throb in his hand.
